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𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝,

𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜,

𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍,

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝙰𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔,

𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎,

𝙳𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗,

𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚞𝚗,

𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢.

𝙰𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝, 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚠,

𝙳𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛,

𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛,

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜.

𝙶𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚞𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗,

𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛,

𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜,

𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢.

𝙸𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜,

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚝.

𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚜,

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.

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